Madness I feel,
near to you.
Near to you in presence,
near to you in thought.
Which is why,
I am mad!
Thoughts,
always of you!
Dreams I wish were real.
Reality I pray,
were dreams.
Help me to live.
Be mine or at least,
if I cannot have you.
Show me mercy,
assist me to die.
If I cannot drink,
the potion of Love.
Your sweet, sweet
elixir of life.
Pass to me,
the bittersweet chalice,
of poison that I,
may at least die.
To suffer no more.